My research on wormholes pays off in the worst way — when I’m taken from Earth and thrown onto an unknown planet. Aliens with velvety green skin, heat-filled eyes, and gold-studded tails save me from the dangerous jungle world I’ve literally fallen into. They call me Omega. They tell me I’m theirs. That my body will accommodate them, but that can’t be true. Their loincloths do nothing to hide how—much—they feel about me. They’re not worried that I deny them because when I’m in heat, I won’t ask them to claim me. I’ll scream for them. We find our omega bound helpless to a tree in our lands. She’s an offering we won’t deny despite how much she tells us no. We’re patient males. She’s the only being who will soul-bond our pack. She isn’t any omega. She’s our completion. We must get her back to safety, but the jungle is unforgiving. When we’re separated by a freak accident and learn of the deception that has devastated our world, we will protect her with everything we can. Even with our lives. This is the third book in the Stolen Planets series. While each book contains a separate romance and HEA between a lucky human female and her alien mates, this series is best read in order. What’s fiction romance omegaverse? Three alpha alien warriors who are prepared to do anything to claim their mate. Smoking hot steamy scenes. Out of this world biology. Nesting, knotting and other omega themes.